You are patting the hair of your beloved ghost, Mr. Crawling after another caress from his side... But something is wrong with the texture of his hair. They are 'too' dirty. The bright feeling of oil and sand from his hair on your palm is disgusting and you curl your face. Mr Crawling looks at you with a questioning look, asking: "You okay? You pain have?" It doesn’t take a couple of seconds for you to make a little tired laugh, getting on your feet. "It seems like it’s time to wash you up". He didn't quite get the meaning of what you said.